Brain - I'm working but I'm stupid, depressed and suicidal.
Heart - I'm beating but I don't feel alive. I'm in so much pain and broken.
Lungs - I'm breathing but it feels heavy and hard to breathe.
Eyes - I have too many tears, I can't handle it any longer.
Hands - I want to cut, scratch and strangle myself.
Arms and Legs - I'm full of cuts, scratches and scars.
Face - I'm ugly. I try to be pretty with makeup but I'm always ugly.
Mouth - I lie. I smiled. I'm smiling. I will keep on smiling.
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The Lost
PoetryThis is for those with the swollen, tired eyes. This is for those who wake up every morning and cries. This is for those who are abused at home. This is for those who feel isolated and alone. This is for those who have attempted/have committed suici...
